passing

we go through still waters and silent air...
the days seem to be older by the minute
yet we take our time.

let's not be afraid.

disorient me

it has always been the same whenever 'you' comes up...
lost.

let's stop walking to nowhere..
take off the blindfolds and show me the way to go.
or perhaps, open the gates..i will help myself out.

over

it seems words elude...so does feelings.

fork

i wish you well.
i am walking on.

when do we end to start??